As I lay in bed this morning, way earlier than anticipated for a holiday Friday, I heard my phone vibrate. Bzzzzz.....Bzzzzz....but wait, I could have sworn my phone was on silent, and then I felt it. The familiar sting, and itch of a mosquito bite. The first of the year.
Just as blood thirsty as the bill collectors who wake me from my sleep the mosquitos had descended on me like a plague. Two mosquitos in my 210sqft apartment is like 50 in a house, you'd think they'd get full and leave me alone but no. I was rendered helpless in my half awake state merely batting at the air and moaning "Not the face, Not the Face!!"
I guess I should have expected this. I mean it is April after all. Seasons are changing and just like Fall when it turns to Winter the energy in the air changes. People change, and mother nature is re-born, mosquitos and all.
Thinking about these mosquitos I grew hungry. Not for food, although Theresa's Tofu Scramble is the Nectar of the Gods, but for life.
Being recently and abruptly single catapulted me into a spiral of self flagellation and sadness, I rapidly hit rock bottom in two days, and then had nowhere to go but up.
I came home from work one evening, with a vision in my head, an image I needed to paint, or draw or stencil. Something I hadn't done in a long time. I frantically cleaned my apartment, the urge to create fueling my tidy, then sat down and drew.
I woke up the next morning and showered. Didn't put on any make-up, didn't put on my breast armour (one push up bra with extra padding that weighs about 4 pounds, and a sports bra to keep in all in).
Back to original Jus.
Jus without pretending. Just Jus. 100%.
and I realized we'd been strangers for a long time. We had been so different, long lost pals.
And despite the itching on my face, the mosquito bite awakening, and the groggy sleep still clouding my brain, unable to tell which were the mosquito bites and which were my breasts, I felt amazing.
Springtime mosquitos don't always get welcomed with open arms, but to me this morning, they were a sign of all that has been re-born for me. Recovered from the depths of snow and cold.
I'm back baby, and I'm beautiful.
